On the chessboard, the two forces are fighting hard to separate each other!
When Kunai faced the offensive of the two human Gu, Qing Ling and Ning Hentian also made a move towards Zhao Xuan.
The two of them, one holding a sword and the other holding a whip, launched a fierce attack on Zhao Xuanyi. Although they did not have the blessing of spiritual power, they were all methods to take people's lives in dangerous situations!
"Junior Sister Qingling, you and I have no hatred at all, so why are we forcing each other so hard!"
Facing the two attacks, Zhao Xuanyi dodged repeatedly and had no idea of fighting back.
As the former top disciple of the Shushan Outer Sect, his skills were naturally not weaker than Qing Ling's, but Zhao Xuanyi thought that he was not that stupid to work for that old monster Du Mingqiu.
"When river clams fight, the fisherman wins! Do you really think that trash Lin Mingyuan can fight against the old guy named Du? Even if you kill me, you will still die when Du Mingqiu takes action to kill Lin Mingyuan!"
Zhao Xuan kept persuading him. He really didn't want to have a head-on conflict at this time. No matter which side Du Mingqiu or Lin Mingyuan won, he would not end well. The best situation would be to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers.
It's a pity that Lin Mingyuan didn't give him this chance!
"Stop talking nonsense, you are colluding with the demon monks, everyone will find it and kill you!"
Qing Ling held up a sword flower with the Youlongjian in her hand and turned it into a bit of cold light and rushed towards Zhao Xuanyi. However, both of them practiced Shushan swordsmanship and knew the basics. After fighting for several moves, they could not tell the difference.
Ning Hentian looked at the opportunity and threw a piece of jade seal in his hand, hitting Zhao Xuanyi's back hard, causing the latter's blood to surge.
Ning Hentian is not good at close combat, and after losing the support of his spiritual power, he cannot use many of the secret techniques of the PoWan Immortal Palace. At this time, he can only assist Qing Ling, which is what Lin Mingyuan has considered when playing chess.
After losing his spiritual power, Ning Hentian may not be a match for Zhao Xuanyi who is proficient in swordsmanship, and he may not have a chance of winning if he and Kunai face two human Gus head-on.
It's better to take down Zhao Xuanyi with Qing Ling first, and then turn around to deal with the human Gu, forming a situation of using more to defeat fewer, so that there is a glimmer of hope!
"Stinky Taoist priest, you plotted against me!"
As soon as Zhao Xuan was successfully attacked by Ning Hentian, he became angry. His behavior was despicable, and he never thought that one day he would be plotted against by others.
"Okay! I really thought Zhao was afraid of you!"
"ah!"
Just as Zhao Xuanyi put down his cruel words, he was hit by a concealed weapon on the shoulder again, and a heartbreaking pain made him cry out in pain.
Ning Hentian's figure flashed around him from time to time, and his hands were full of hidden weapons, which seemed to have an endless supply.
He was very self-aware and took the initiative to cover for Qing Ling, trying to capture Zhao Xuan as quickly as possible and help Monk Kunai.
As for whether this kind of plotting method was done by a famous family, there is not much to consider at this time. The only way to survive is to survive.
Qing Ling ignored the nonsense in Zhao Xuan's mouth and stabbed him again with the dragon sword in his hand. Zhao Xuan lowered his head and barely managed to avoid the sword, and a handful of his hair was mercilessly chopped off.
His heart felt cold. It seemed that the other party was determined to kill him. He, Zhao Xuanyi, had greater ambitions. How could he die here!
"You forced me!"
Mud Bodhisattva was still angry. Zhao Xuanyi was beaten severely by the two of them. He couldn't bear it anymore and had to take action. Unfortunately, Qing Ling's Wandering Dragon Sword was very flexible. Whenever Zhao Xuanyi wanted to escape and attack Ning Hentian, Qing Ling's sword
When the attack came, he could only dodge back and forth.
Zhao Xuan was holding a flying sword and could not use his spiritual power. He could only use sword moves to fight Qing Ling. What was being tested at this time was the most basic skill of sword cultivation.
Qing Ling was focused on nothing. Both of them were elite disciples of Shushan. They knew each other very well and could use each other's tactics to attack each other. However, Zhao Xuan needed a place at the moment and Ning Hentian threw a hidden weapon in the dark.
Whenever the fight with Qing Ling is fierce, there will always be inexplicable hidden weapons attacking him. At first, it was jade seals and jade tablets, and later on, rocks, bottles and jars were thrown at him. Zhao Xuanyi's swordsmanship was superb.
, couldn't bear the harassment, and suffered a lot at Qing Ling's hands.
"That's too much!"
Zhao Xuanyi was extremely angry. When it came to fighting alone, he thought that Qingling was no match. However, Lin Mingyuan actually sent Ning Hentian, the sixth person, to help out, making it difficult for him to use his fists and kicks, and he was at a disadvantage everywhere.
The back was hit by a hidden weapon again, Zhao Xuanyi's center of gravity was unstable, and the defense in his hand showed flaws.
Naturally, Qing Ling would not let go of this opportunity and struck with a sword. If the sword struck hard, Zhao Xuanyi's head might not be safe.
Zhao Xuanyi was shocked. He tried his best to twist his body, narrowly escaping the critical point, and his left shoulder forcefully resisted the sword.
A howl spread throughout the cave.
Zhao Xuan retreated several steps in embarrassment, his head covered with cold sweat.
He had a look of pain on his face, and his entire left arm was cut off by Qing Ling's sword. His whole body was trembling, and he could barely hold on without falling.
His severed arm fell to the ground, and red blood flowed out. Zhao Xuanyi never thought that he would be reduced to this situation, or be attacked by his favorite junior sister Qingling.
"Haha, hahaha."
Zhao Xuanyi laughed in a low voice, his voice was very hoarse, and Qing Ling could even see a faint hint of black energy on his body. This aura made her frown, and she stabbed him with the sword again.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Xuan suddenly raised his head and held Qing Ling's Wandering Dragon Sword with one hand. Blood splattered everywhere for a moment.
"Possessed?"
Qing Ling gathered her energy. She had long noticed that Zhao Xuanyi's temperament was unstable. During the competition with Lin Mingyuan's sect, there were signs of going crazy. Unexpectedly, he showed his weakness again at this time.
Zhao Xuan's eyes were scarlet, and veins popped out on his face. He suddenly threw a gravel from his right arm and hit Qing Ling's abdomen.
The two of them were very close, and Qing Ling narrowly avoided the rubble. Now that he had no spiritual protection, he would probably be severely damaged if he was attacked at close range.
As soon as Zhao Xuan found an opportunity, he quickly distanced himself from Qing Ling and escaped into a dark corner. His whole aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.
At least Qing Ling and Ning Hentian couldn't sense his aura, the aura of human monks!
"Fairy Qingling, Zhao Xuanyi has gone crazy, we must get rid of him now, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"
Ning Hentian knew very well that Zhao Xuanyi's physical strength was caused by being possessed by a demon and losing his sense of pain. However, he was already seriously injured and could not be the opponent of the two of them. As long as he pursued the victory, he would definitely kill the opponent with his sword.
Qing Ling clenched the Youlong Sword in her hand, why didn't she understand this truth?
But Zhao Xuanyi is now hiding in the darkness, and it will definitely take some time to find him. Monk Kunai may not be able to hold on for long!
She turned around and looked. Not far from the center of the chessboard, Kunai was locked in a bitter stalemate with two human Gus. He had a lot of bone-deep scars on his body. Now he had been defeated continuously and his life would be in danger at any time!